Take Bishop Good as an example. Bishop Good still had pale skin and bloodshot eyes, but his body was not as thin as Father Abraham's. Even his canines were no longer two long, pointed incisors, but had shifted slightly to the side. Although they had not yet reached the position of canines, they had reached the position of lateral incisors, leaving the two middle incisors empty.
In addition, this generation is less resistant to sunlight and images of God. These Second-Generation Vampire dare not go out at midday, otherwise they would be scorched by the sun even if they were wearing clothes. The image of God has a tremendous suppressive effect on them. Father Abraham could move the image of God to a different location, so there was not much of a problem if they did not face the image directly. But these Second-Generation Vampire could not even enter the area of the temple where the image of God was located.
Moreover, their strength and physical abilities were far inferior to Father Abraham's, which is why no one dared to resist when Father Abraham began to scold them.
After acquiring Vampire blood, Low-Ranking Bishop Good immediately turned his son into Vampire as well, thus giving birth to the Third-Generation Vampire, who were raised from the Second-Generation Vampire.
Compared to Second-Generation Vampire like Bishop Good, Third-Generation Vampire are even less pure.
They are now merely pale-skinned, their eyes no longer red but a whitish, almost dead appearance. Their fangs are now positioned exactly like those of Vampire in modern movies, except for their elongated canines. In addition, their physical strength is significantly weaker than that of Second-Generation Vampire, their regenerative abilities are also greatly reduced, and their resistance to the sun and images of God is extremely low; they can even be burned to death by flames!
The son of Low-Ranking Bishop Good, Third-Generation Vampire, now dares not go out during the day and is even more afraid to approach the Church. Although he has gained immortality and strength greater than that of a normal person, he is not that much stronger.
They could easily take on three or four ordinary people, but they would have a problem taking on a single Church knight.
By the Third-Generation Vampire, it seems that the Vampire bloodline had reached its limit of dilution, and the Third-Generation Vampire no longer Embrace the ability to create Vampire again through the Embrace.
Therefore, with his strong bloodline, powerful fighting ability, and the ability to withstand sunlight for a short period of time, Father Abraham became the undisputed leader of the New-Type Vampire.
Father Abraham, obsessed with power, was even more pleased with this. In order to distinguish them from traditional Vampire in the Church's sense, Father Abraham even gave their race a more pleasant and noble name: Blood Clan!
He even referred to himself as the noble Blood Clan Progenitor!
Although obsessed with power, Father Abraham was not a brainless idiot.
He was well aware of the great drawbacks of his Blood Clan. Let alone fighting against the Church, even facing ordinary people who possessed Church artifacts or used the sun could be a matter of life and death. Therefore, Father Abraham required every Vampire he trained to live in secrecy, never to be exposed, and never to become arrogant.
But to his surprise, there were still people who dared to defy his will and wantonly cultivate Blood Clan. Even in the slums of Lino City, there were fools who relied on their power to act recklessly, openly sucking blood and killing people!
How could this not make him angry?
"We are a new creation never before recorded in this world. We are blessed by God. We are the noblest Blood Clan, not like those stupid and ugly inferior Vampire before us!"
Our eternal life and ability to develop our families will undoubtedly attract the covetous eyes of everyone! You all know how terrifying human nature can be, you all know how greedy humans can be!
Therefore, we should not appear in the open like nuns, showing off how alluring we are. Instead, we should rely on our own strength to quietly develop our race, expand our power, and keep these humans in the false world we have woven, so that they can only become our food for eternity without knowing anything!
So, I don't care who created these bastards in the city, and I don't care what methods you used. In short, we Blood Clan don't need these damn idiots!
I'm giving you three days to wipe out those damned bastards from the city!
We are born to avoid the sun, so we should naturally hide ourselves in the shadows.
Father Abraham's eyes were bloodshot as he surveyed every Second-Generation Vampire around him. The bloodlust and oppressive aura in his eyes made none of the Second-Generation Vampire dare to meet his gaze.
Feeling the intense pressure emanating from Father Abraham, all the Second-Generation Vampire could only lower their heads and obey faithfully.
"Yes! Our progenitor."
"Splash, splash, splash..." Fine rain pattered against the roof of the clock tower, making a soft, rustling sound.
Even the heavy rain couldn't wash away the stench of blood in the air, which lingered around Norton's nose for a long time.
Norton, his thin body slightly hunched, stood at the clock tower window, his eyes closed, using his Pressure, or rather his presence, to sense the situation within Lino City.
Norton knew that the lower classes of the Papal State could be pitied, but not helped. Because in order to survive in this era, their bestiality far outweighed their humanity. Cannibalism, rape, torture... these were all basic practices for them.
You may find them pitiful, but given the chance, they will not hesitate to take advantage of you.
These poor people have long since lost most of their humanity because they are so pitiful. Norton has seen far too many such examples in Lino City over the past eight years.
The more Norton saw, the more he felt that in this world, death was actually a relief for these people at the bottom of society.
Norton is a kind person.
To help them find liberation, Norton decides to sacrifice a group of lucky citizens of Lino City to establish his own Vampire territory.
However, the turn of events still took him by surprise.
The Church had been accumulating power in the Papal State for a long time. According to Norton's conjecture, after discovering that these people had transformed into the Vampire the Church spoke of, they would definitely hide out of fear. They would all appear harmless on the surface, just like Norton, but in reality, they would hunt and drink blood, transform their own kind, and then slowly expand, so as to make themselves safer.
This behavior perfectly aligned with Norton's expectations and requirements, allowing the Vampire to slowly spread and eventually cover the entire Lino City.
However, these people from the lower classes of Lino City are utterly mindless! After realizing they have become Vampire, their first instinct is not to hide their characteristics and develop slowly, but to become completely perverted, killing and committing evil, using their powerful abilities to unleash the sin within them.
After a long while, Norton finally slowly opened his scarlet eyes.
"Stop cultivating your followers, Coal Ball. These lowly lives are unworthy of being our followers! They've lost themselves after gaining a little power; these scum will only drag us into Hell!"
Norton was extremely dissatisfied with the performance of the first-generation Vampire that Coal Ball had recently trained!
"These damned things don't even put my mind at ease as much as Father Abraham! Since they've gained power but don't know how to use it, then they should be freed!"
Norton was furious.
These people are incredibly foolish. If the Church hadn't been in seclusion for so long, the issue of the New-Type Vampire would probably have been exposed!
If they've been given power but don't know how to use it, then don't use it!
Norton's Pressure enveloped the entire Lino City.
He could clearly perceive the hundreds of Vampire figures in the slums.
As Norton's thoughts raced.
The great power belonging to the Creator emanated from him along with his Pressure.
Wisps of flame ignited on the bodies of the newborn Vampire in the slums of Lino City, yet they remained completely unaware and felt no pain whatsoever.
However, the flames that originated from within their bodies relentlessly baked them from the inside out, from their internal organs to their bones, until everything was reduced to nothingness in an instant!
What is the Creator?
With a single thought, all things cease to exist!